be thizzin' No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a shot You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown You ain't a criminal, killa
a circle 'cause' a nigga is trying to jack me With a nine-millimeter ruger and a six deep posse But I ain't going out for a jack move The only thing
cause the rival's on the way Verse 4: baby reg See I was standing in the middle of a circle 'cause' a nigga is trying to jack me With a nine-millimeter
they holdin' a lick Thugs with the Chevy's, thugs with the trucks The real gun runner never run when he bust Henny and he mobs in the front, smoke a 'dro blunt Sippin' with a
you can cry it's alright baby Everything gone be gravy later, that's right Ah, this is the time when we take time to remember All the loved ones we lost
Only key you ever had was the one to your house F a spouse me single, I'm one of the ones You think Cam's nice he's a son of a gun 'Cause I have heaters
be dumpin' on yo' ass nigga One of the main rules of the game without a doubt Nigga don't you ever pull a gun and don't use it Nigga that's a good way
cats) What? Uh, uh Put your hands up, rich niggaz throw the grands up And what? I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine-nine It's my time mother
around the corner, reload and holdin the handle got a three-fifty-seven that everybody call Cannibal, russian roulette, who's next?/ Ready to gamble, I'm a
no...[black/that] corner...in [time?judge?angel?] what's your name what's your name what's your name what's your game, boy? no ones a judge...so many
love gun Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry Half a dozen women that think I wanna marry I got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose But
crazy Next time, we only usin' Dr. Dre's beats Fuck you, pay me, take your magazine flicks This ain't no Nelly Hurr, take a good look at this Got the wrists of a
?) you not a limber homeboy, you can get stressed out runnin' the motor in your mouth, that's why.. hook x2 That's right (that's right), that's right
ones Got tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin' your channel, you played like a fuckin' piano Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel Millionaire
the true buckle up Now who's a legend? Chorus: Blue Raspberry, Raekwon the Chef It's raining, he's changing Word up Dunn It's raining, he's
loved ones Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin' your channel, you played like a fuckin piano Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel
'mon!] You ready, it's bumpy knuckles baby Sendin this out to my niggas All them hardcore street corner, wilders Ha, ha, freddie foxxx baby That's right, diamond d baby
only took baby steps Up the success ladder, where they pay me checks To my clicks when I got it I said, "Baby bless" That was the 80's but now look at